A plump and graceful figure wearing a white tulle nightgown suddenly sat up.

When I saw her round and charming oval face, there were beads of sweat, and her plump and proud breasts were rising and falling, and even broke free from the constraints of her clothes.

"Did you dream about that damn devil again?"

She said to herself secretly.

It was also at this time that she, who was considered a young woman in the world of cultivation, had a girlish blush on her cheeks!

She suddenly recalled a scene.

In that long memory, when she was a girl in her late teens.

Because his body grew too fast, his robes seemed particularly ill-fitting, and he was ridiculed by his brothers.

The senior brother, who was as gentle as a god, pulled her aside and put his wide robe on her body, while he himself wore thin cold clothes and endured the bone-chilling humidity of Yaowang Valley all year round.

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"Hey, he was really different at that time than he was later."

Hua Yuerong sighed softly, looking disappointed.

However, the next second, she immediately realized:

"Bah, why am I still thinking about these past events!?"

"Today, he has completely embarked on the path of Shura, which is inhumane. He is no longer the senior brother in his memory!"

"And next, as the "Embroidered Face Saint" who has been reborn from Nirvana and comes to take revenge, the one I want to kill with my own hands is the Qingling Demon Lord of the Cangming Sect!"

Hua Yuerong reminded herself in her heart.

However, somehow.

Recalling the demonic figure I saw in the Blood Kitchen earlier, and the words that still linger in my ears.

She still couldn't help but feel pain in her heart.

At that moment, in a daze, she even felt that the man in the Blood Kitchen had somewhat changed back to his former gentle and sunny self!

"The bloody feuds of the past are still vivid in my mind."

"I must not waver any longer!"

"Now that the sect's election meeting is coming, what I have to do now is to take over the position of sect leader, obtain the secret key, enter the "Fire Demon Tower", find the sinful memories buried by that man, untie the knots in my heart over the years, and then—

—”

"Kill him into pieces with a thousand knives!"

"Report to the Holy Aunt!"

Outside the palace, a woman's report came from afar.

"Mother Zhou, please report something quickly. Don't disturb me."

Behind the collapsed curtain, Hua Yuerong lazily yawned. Her pair of slender yet voluptuous white and tender legs were elegantly crossed, with no intention of getting up.

"Reporting to Holy Aunt! Our vassals of Yingui Palace, the heads of the three great families, King Jinyang of Dachu, and the lords of the eight cities under his command, have all arrived! They are waiting in the conference hall of the main hall now!"

"Oh? The actions of these gangsters were quite fast this time."

Hua Yuerong was slightly startled, and then sneered: "It seems that they are also aware that the storm is coming, and they can't wait to get a piece of the pie."

"Where is the Rakshasa Hall? Is there any movement?"

Nanny Zhou, the chief deacon of Yingui Hall outside the door, replied: "Holy aunt! The master of Rakshasa Hall, Taoist Tiger, summoned yesterday his vassal forces to secretly discuss important matters in Chishui City. According to reports, this

A total of 400 demon cultivators from aristocratic families and 1,300 casual cultivators have arrived, all holding talisman magic weapons!"

"Oh, the ancestors are still here, but this bull-nosed guy can't sit still anymore."

Hua Yuerong smiled scornfully and thought of something again, "By the way, is there any movement in Youluo Hall?"

"This." Deacon Zhou's voice seemed to hesitate.

"Say!" Hua Yuerong's expression suddenly turned cold.

"Holy aunt! I don't know if our spies' information is missing. Youluo Palace is as usual, and there is no change! The only thing worthy of attention is that the master of the White Palace has escaped from the Blood Kitchen!"

"Bai Qingling got out of seclusion? Where did he go?" Hua Yuerong asked.

"According to the report from the spies, Palace Master Bai took his young disciple Cen Xing'er's hand this morning and set off from Youluo Palace to Cangming Main Altar. Along the way, the two of them talked and laughed, as if they were enjoying a spring outing in a garden.

No other purpose!"

"He is holding his little disciple's hand?"

Hua Yuerong frowned slightly.

In my mind, I couldn't help but think of the young and beautiful girl I saw in the Blood Kitchen that day, who called "that man" her master.

For some reason, an inexplicable anger suddenly arose in her heart!

"Humph, you are so old, but you still don't know how to behave. You actually hold your disciple's hand and wander around in broad daylight!"

"Where is there any trace of the Demon Lord!?"

"Bai Qingling you."

"You deserve to die!"

The location of the Cangming General Altar is in the Qianxue Mountains and the back mountain gate.

The cold wind is blowing and the sky is filled with snow.

A man and a woman with a very different height difference were holding hands and walking in the ice and snow.

"Haju~"

Bai Feng suddenly sneezed.

"Master, what's wrong?"

Cen Xing'er, who was next to him, raised a concerned face and asked.

"No, it's okay. I probably caught a cold."

Bai Feng said.

Even though he said this, he felt very strange in his heart!

It stands to reason that with his current physical strength, the general cold evil energy would be automatically shielded when it comes close to his body surface. How could he catch the cold?

"Damn it, I'm afraid someone is drawing a circle in the dark and cursing me!"

Bai Feng thought to himself.

Cen Xing'er stretched out her slender white jade arms, tightly held the master's waist, and pressed her slightly blushing face against the strong chest.

"Master, would this be better?"

"Second Senior Sister said that Xing'er's body will get hot in the winter! It's like a furnace! Otherwise, Master can try to enter Xing'er's body."

Speaking of this, the girl didn't know what image she thought of, her cheeks instantly turned red, and she simply buried her head in the other person's arms.

"It's not that your body will be hot, but that your ghost-controlling spirit body is innately compatible with the cold and evil energy. It won't get cold like ordinary people like your second senior sister."

Bai Feng explained to himself and did not hear clearly what the girl said next.

"Yeah! That's true!"

Naturally, Cen Xing'er would not have any doubts about Lord Tianshen's words. After thinking about it, he asked again: "Master, then, since we are visiting the main altar this time, why don't we go to the gate of Qianshan and wait for the envoys from the main altar to come and greet us?

, and come to this deserted back mountain?"

"Because, if there is a chance, it will come out from here."

Bai Feng said.

"Opportunity!?"

Cen Xing'er tilted her head and asked curiously: "But, since he was looking for opportunities, why did the previous owner take Xing'er around?"

"Because it's not time yet." Bai Feng said.

"How long will it take?"

Cen Xing'er asked again. As soon as the words came out of her mouth, she realized something and quickly patted her mouth: "Xing'er shouldn't ask more questions!"

"It's okay, I'll be there soon."

Bai Feng looked at the flying snow in the sky and murmured: "Let the opportunity fly for a while."

I'm asking for everyone's opinions. Should the new book issue be a large chapter of more than 4,000 words, or should it be divided into two small chapters of 2,000 words like other authors? It seems that the latter will be higher in follow-up reading?
Chapter completed!